if you think that i'm nothing

Subject:	...think the position of Most High Priestess of Asmodeus is still open, then?
Time:	7:42 pm.

So. I am home. *glomps computer* and transferring all the images i managed to scan of Asmodeus (*lusts*) and Uriel from the geoshites account back into 'real' data. And having /such/ fun putting pictures onto my empty html pages for their respective shrines. When I should be working. Hush.

in other news, we have a Dyson. Now, Dysons are great, wonderful things: vacuum cleaners without the bags, if you can so imagine, and you can see the dust swirling up about inside as you vacuum and it gives you A Sense Of Enormous Well-Being (TM). Except, of course, the wonder and the novelty and the fact that it makes me think of the Manics (oh, Nicky Wire, you silly, silly man) cannot disguise the fact that I am being asked to vacuum. And Dysons are basically the most fun when you've got a stretch of completely cleam carpet and you dump glitter on it. Ahem.

On the other hand, my inner Anthy is /ecstatic/.

...I have a feeling that one of these days my mother willl buy a sleeveboard and then expect me to iron. It's a bad idea to admit to domestic-chore-object lust, it really is.

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